A Year With The Billionaire
Chapter 74

Isabella's

POV

I wake up with a groan, wondering why I feel sore and pain all over my body. I twist my body in the bed, my hand flying to the space next to me when it clicks in my head. I had s*x.

With Jayden.

Not Romeo.

Here in Verona.

My eyes widen as the memories of last night's passionate s*x come rushing to my head. I remember how I was writhing beneath him, moaning and crying out in pleasure. What have I done? Where is Jayden?

I sit upright abruptly, looking around to see that I am in the room alone with my clothes away. I am completely naked, except for the comforter wrapped around me as I sit up.

Just before I can scramble out of bed to look around and figure out what was going on, I hear the knock on the door and then water running in the bathroom. Some sentences are incomplete if you are not reading this novel on Ebookex.com. Visit Ebookex.com to read

the complete chapters for free. Just then, the door to the bathroom opens and a half-naked Jayden comes out with just a towel draped around his waist. He saunters to the door, without noticing me.

I am just sitting with my mouth agape, thinking about what happened and why I allowed it to happen.

I can't believe I have just sacrificed my virginity as well.

When he opens the door, the person at the door stretches something to him and he takes it before closing the door again.

Then he turns back and our eyes meet.

My gaze falls to what he is holding and I realize it is our bedspread from last night. Quickly, I look down to see that the bedspread is gone.

What happened?

I shift my gaze back to Jayden. He is also watching me, standing close to the door without attempting to come closer or say a word.

Why is he quiet? Does he regret it too? Is he back to his cold self?

He doesn't look cold at the moment. What I can read from his expression is nothing but amusement then it dawns on me.

My virginity.

Blood.

The bedspread must have been stained by the blood and while I was asleep, he took it off and ordered for it to be washed so he could replace it this morning. Oh, my God!

Embarrassment fills my expression and I look down. Just then, his deep throaty laughter fills the air and I jerk my head to meet his gaze once more. "Good morning", he comes around before I can replace my voice. Dumping the bedspread on the bed, he knees on the floor and takes a hold of my hand.

I am still trying to take all of this. It is shocking me to the bones that Jayden and I had sex and he is acting all lovey-dovey to me after what we did last night. "Good morning", I finally replace my voice, even though it comes out as a whisper.

"How was your night?" He asks and I wish for a thousand nights with him. He is watching me with adorable eyes, making me feel like the most beautiful woman on earth.

"It was ok", I say, hoping he won't talk about the sex or the bedspread. I might die of embarrassment if he does that.

Lowering my head to avoid his gaze, I see him smile from my peripheral view before kissing the back of my hand and sitting next to me on the bed.

He hugs me to himself and we sit this way in silence. My thoughts are all over the place. I can't figure out what is happening. I can't really wrap my head around what has happened between us. It feels like a dream.

"I want you to stop seeing that bunny guy", he utters with a ridiculous tone which makes me laugh despite my embarrassment.

"I'm serious", he adds, because of my laughter.

Remembering that I have to meet with Romeo tonight to give him an answer to his request, I extricate myself from Jayden's hold.

"Actually, I need to meet with Romeo tonight..."

"What? No!" He disagrees, shaking his head and grabbing my head.

"Jayden, he asked me out", I blurt out as calmly as I can. "He asked me out last night and he wants an answer tonight."

He looks hurt by the information and he pulls away gently, looking thoughtful for a while.

"What is your reply?" He questions without looking at me.

I shrug nonchalantly without a word.

"You want to accept him?" He turns to me now with a challenging stare.

I shrug again.

Jayden and I have a lot of talking to do. This can't happen and we pretend as though it is a normal activity that is supposed to happen between us when we aren't even real. Not only have we gone against the contract, but we have also crossed the line.

"You love him?" His question almost makes me laugh. Apparently, he thinks my shrugging is an answer to his question.

"No."

"Then..."

I replace myself leaning closer to his lips to stop him from going on and on about Romeo and what can never be possible between him and me.

I will always choose Jayden over any man, even if I don't know what the future holds for us. I know I don't like Romeo the way I like Jayden and that says it all.

Chuckling to himself, he grabs my head firmly and kisses me deeper. After two minutes, I pull away.

"Enough." I try to get down from the bed, wincing at the soreness in my divine palace.

He stops me with his hand. "You should declare everything to him tonight. Tell him you are married."

I watch him acting all protective, wondering why he isn't considering the contract anymore. Aren't we going to talk about the contract? Are we just going to pretend as if this isn't normal? "Will you?"

I nod, suddenly speechless. "I will."

"Thank you."

I nod again.

"I want us to visit Alejandro. He has been going on and on about a lady he is going out with now who he wants to get married to."

"Ashley?"

"You know her?"

"Yes", I nod. "I saw him talking to her when we went to the villa while I bumped into Romeo and became.."

"Don't talk about that bunny guy of yours", he cuts me short with a growl and I laugh, throwing my head backward. He joins me, leaning close to kiss me on the forehead.

He doesn't pull away immediately, instead, his lips move slowly down to my nose as my eyes close impulsively. He begins to trail kisses all over me till my mouth opens, waiting for him to evade it.

It seems like forever before his lips settle on mine but it does not take time before I grab him closer, my back hitting the bed once more.

He shakes his head into the comforter to drag it down, exposing my breasts and he attacks both immediately with his mouth and his hand.

I let out a gasp when his cold hands touch my left breast, nipping and squeezing and he straddles me.

I know what is about to happen again. It is barely ten hours since the first s*x. Even though I feel sore, I still want this.

If this happens, it will be very difficult to go back to following the rules of the contract. I don't want it to happen. I don't want us to follow the contract anymore. I don't want Jayden to become cold and unpredictable again. If this is what it will take, then I am in for it.